Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

Mu Jin felt a little awkward, subconsciously wanted to break free but couldn't help him, so she simply blinked and let him look.

Mu Jin's skin is delicate, and that mark looks particularly obvious. There is a red mark on the snow-white and delicate skin, which is quite shocking to look at.

Fourth master felt distressed all of a sudden.

Touching her fingertips lightly, she asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Who can still not hurt when the skin is cut on the face? It's not made of iron.

"Well," Mu Jin nodded lightly, then shook his head again, and smiled at Fourth Master: "It was quite painful at the time, but it doesn't hurt now."

Very honest and honest.

It's just being honest like this, but it makes fourth master feel even more distressed, distressed that she has been wronged for no reason, and distressed that she is sensible.

"Stupid," Fourth Master hugged her tightly, "Why don't you ask someone to tell you? If something like this happens in the future, go and tell Master yourself, you know?"

Mu Jin pouted, but said nothing.

"Huh?" Fourth master was dissatisfied: "Master is talking to you! No sound?"

"I don't dare," Mu Jin said very honestly: "I, I am afraid that the master doesn't like to hear complaints. If, if the slave will go to the master to complain, what if the master gets impatient and gets tired of the slave? What to do? The slave should not make the master and the son disgusted."

The corners of Fourth Master's lips curled up, and he stroked her back, his heart was so soft. His Jin'er is so sensible and well-behaved, and loves him so much, how can he blame him for liking her?

"Master," Mu Jin raised her head from his arms, looked at him with her eyes like autumn water without blinking, and said very seriously, "If this happens again in the future, can the servant, the servant, run away? I can't afford to hide!"

Look at how good this method is, you don't need to bother the boss to come forward. Not to mention you, boss.

Simply witty.

"You're really—" Fourth Master couldn't laugh or cry, smiled and sighed, very helpless.

Looking at the little woman who stared at him with wide eyes and clear eyes, Fourth Master had the feeling that he couldn't bear to refuse.

"You!" Fourth Master smiled and tapped on the tip of her small nose, then turned his head and glanced: "Su Peisheng."

"The servant is here," said Su Peisheng, who had been standing not far away, pretending to be dead, with his head bowed, his head drooped, and his hands clasped in front of him.

"Let Xiaotao come over tomorrow, and let her stay in the wisteria garden to serve you, Master Mu."

"Yes, master!"

"Master, this, this—" Mu Jin was dumbfounded, a little dazed and anxious.

Don't you think it's too mysterious to change the topic? Why did you just stuff people into her wisteria garden?

What's urgent is that it's appropriate for the people from Qingtongyuan to come over? Xiaotaoren is good, but Wisteria Court is obviously not at the same level as Qingtong Court.

Demotion and appointment are very detrimental to work enthusiasm.

If she harbors resentment and resentment in her heart, wouldn't there be endless troubles?

This is not the same as vanilla, the matter of vanilla is Li Ce Fujin's unauthentic first, so there is no pressure at all in the calculation.

But Xiaotao's family is from Zhengmiaohong, and she was born next to the proper fourth master. How can she calculate?

"Don't panic," the fourth master smiled, "Xiaotao is not that ignorant, from now on you can just treat her like buckwheat and the others, and I won't send you someone who can't do it. She came to the wisteria garden, From now on, he will be your slave, you can order and discipline him however you want, if you make a mistake, just punish him.”